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Ji Yanran stood in the corridor, looking at the back of the figure wearing a white jumpsuit through the bulletproof glass.

From the second day onwards, that figure became a permanent fixture in the laboratory.

Li Yichen has completely changed.

At six o'clock in the morning, the black Rolls-Royce Phantom stopped precisely at the factory gate. Around two or three in the morning, the headlights were turned on again, and it drove into the night.

Those high-end bespoke suits that cost tens of thousands of yuan were all thrown into the closet at Tomson Riviera. A white lab coat became his standard uniform.

The security level of Workshop No. 3 has been raised to the highest level.

Triple verification: fingerprint, iris scan, and dynamic password.

No one except Li Yichen himself is allowed to step into the area.

After finishing her daily tasks at the company, Ji Yanran's only pastime was standing outside the glass and looking inside.

The man inside moved with extreme precision.

They operate those multi-million dollar precision instruments with an absurdly high level of skill. They are even more efficient than the veteran engineers at Hongyuan New Energy who have been working for more than ten years.

There were no unnecessary movements; every step was precisely timed.

Day three.

The laboratory door opened.

Li Yichen walked out, still wearing his protective suit, and slapped a piece of paper in front of Ji Yanran.

"The materials are not good."

Li Yichen spoke very quickly, revealing obvious impatience.

"Currently, graphene nanosheets have a purity of only 99.95%."

"Too many impurities, it won't pass the electrolyte fusion stage."

"I want 99.99% pure."

Ji Yanran looked at the parameters on the paper.

Materials of this purity are also very expensive.

"Okay, I'll get it done right away, but the price will be much higher."

Ji Yanran said.

Money is not a problem.

Li Yichen interrupted her.

"I want to see the stuff placed at the feed chute by tomorrow morning."

After saying that, he turned and went back into the laboratory. The door closed tightly.

Ji Yanran returned to her office and quickly contacted the material suppliers to prepare what Li Yichen needed.

Seventh day.

boom.

A muffled, cracking sound came from Workshop No. 3.

Immediately afterwards, a piercing red alarm flashed wildly above the corridor. The wailing was ear-piercing.

Ji Yanran, wearing high heels, ran wildly to the glass partition.

Two seconds later, the alarm stopped abruptly.

In the laboratory, Li Yichen stood in front of the Braun glove box in the United States.

He took off his goggles.

Staring at a charred sample inside the transparent chamber.

He didn't get angry. He didn't smash anything.

He grabbed the notebook next to him and quickly scribbled on the paper with his pen. He wrote half a page.

He then put his goggles back on and pressed the exhaust valve.

Clean up the waste residue. Refill the container.

The entire process was extremely precise, without any unnecessary emotional fluctuations.

Ji Yanran stood outside the glass, her chest heaving violently.

This man's ruthlessness in scientific research is even more intense than his spending spree in the business world.

tenth day.

Li Yichen began to frequently enter and leave the outer workshop.

Those newly purchased equipment worth billions need to undergo final parameter calibration before being put into production.

Ji Yanran recalled a group of key technical personnel who were on paid leave.

A dozen or so veteran engineers who had spent half their lives developing batteries gathered around a submicron-level coating machine from Hirano, Japan.

The instruction manual was entirely in Japanese and German. The veteran engineers, armed with translators, were at a loss.

The veteran engineers were very resentful.

"This Japanese machine's interface is full of gibberish," said Old Wang, the technical supervisor, throwing a wrench on the ground. "Who would dare touch it without at least ten days to two weeks of training?"

"The new boss is just messing things up," another engineer chimed in. "The old production line has been sold, and the new equipment can't be started. This factory is doomed to fail sooner or later."

Li Yichen walked over.

Push Old Wang away.

"Get out of the way."

Old Wang took two steps back, his face full of resentment.

Li Yichen's fingers tapped rapidly on the control panel.

Access the underlying code. Reset the language pack.

The screen full of garbled text instantly turned into clear Chinese characters.

Old Wang was stunned.

Li Yichen did not stop.

Adjust tension control. Modify roller gap. Reset coating speed.

The series of movements were fluid and graceful.

In less than three minutes, the equipment that was originally showing a red light turned to a green light indicating smooth operation.

Old Wang stood to the side, his mouth agape.

This machine was just delivered yesterday; the instruction manual is still in its packaging.

The new boss not only understands, but his proficiency surpasses that of a veteran with ten years of experience.

"The coating thickness error is controlled within 0.1 micrometers."

Li Yichen pointed to the data on the display screen.

"If the material is below this standard, the entire batch will be scrapped."

Old Wang nodded repeatedly, his back drenched in cold sweat.

This isn't some rich kid who's here to invest; this is clearly a tech monster who escaped from a top-tier laboratory.

The veteran engineers looked at each other.

My contempt and doubts were completely shattered.

With a boss like this, Hongyuan New Energy is definitely able to turn things around.

The twelfth day.

It's 11 p.m.

The factory area was pitch black. Only Workshop No. 3 was illuminated by a blinding white light.

Li Yichen stayed inside for twenty consecutive hours.

Ji Yanran carried a thermos and walked to the laboratory door.

This was a meal Zhou Dahai had specially prepared. Li Niannian made seven phone calls urging Li Yichen to come home for dinner, but each call was hung up on. The little girl was so anxious that she cried, and finally begged Ji Yanran for help.

Ji Yanran pressed the intercom button outside the door.

"Have a meal."

A minute later, the door opened a crack.

Li Yichen came out.

His white coat was covered in grayish-black powder. His hair was messy, and a layer of bluish stubble had sprouted on his chin.

The area under his eyes was bloodshot.

But he exuded an extremely strong sense of excitement.

Ji Yanran handed over the insulated box.

"When will we get the results?"

Ji Yanran couldn't help but ask a question.

Li Yichen opened the insulated box, picked up a piece of braised pork, and put it in his mouth.

He replied with two words, but his words were unclear.

"Soon."

He picked up his lunchbox, turned around, and went back into the lab. The door locked again.

Day 14.

Time was approaching a critical point of extreme agony.

Li Yichen locked himself inside and didn't come out for a full thirty-six hours.

There was no sound from inside.

Ji Yanran paced back and forth in the corridor. Her high heels clicked rapidly on the floor tiles.

She raised her wrist and looked at her watch.

3 PM.

Thirty-six hours without food, drink, or sleep. Even an iron man couldn't endure that.

If anything goes wrong inside, this multi-billion dollar scheme will collapse immediately.

Ji Yanran walked up to the combination lock.

Raise your hand.

She was prepared to force the door open. Even if it ruined the experiment, she couldn't let her boss die inside.

Just as her finger was about to touch the alarm button.

Click.

The heavy metal door made a soft creak from the inside.

The door lock is off.

Ji Yanran abruptly withdrew her hand and took half a step back.

The heavy explosion-proof door slowly pushed open.

Li Yichen stood behind the door.

The white coat was covered in traces of various chemical reagents. There was even a burn hole in the left cuff.

His hair was a complete mess. His beard was stubble.

The blood vessels under his eyes were frighteningly red.

But his back was ramrod straight.

Ji Yanran looked at him.

Li Yichen raised his right hand.

He was holding a transparent acrylic box in his hands.

Inside the box, there was a layer of anti-static sponge.

In the center of the sponge, a thin, silvery-gray sheet lay quietly.

It's only about half the size of a palm. It's even thinner than a regular mobile phone battery.

The surface has no luster and has a rough, industrial feel.

The incandescent light in the corridor shone on the acrylic box, refracting a cold halo.

"They're out."

Li Yichen held the box up in front of Ji Yanran.

His pronunciation was extremely hoarse.

But within that hoarse voice lay an irrepressible fervor and excitement.

Graphene solid-state batteries.

Li Yichen stared at the thin slices in the box.

"The first sample."

Ji Yanran's gaze was fixed on that inconspicuous silver-gray sheet.

Her heart pounded against her ribs.

A clear tremor came from my chest.

If this thing is real.

If this really is a laboratory-grade solid-state battery.

The landscape of the entire new energy industry is truly about to change.

Ji Yanran reached out her hand, her fingertips resting on the edge of the acrylic box.

"Have you tested the data?"

Ji Yanran's words trembled as she spoke.